Thursday, June 18, 2015

First I want to say I truly appreciate ya'all coming here and reading my little stories. Your comments and attention mean a lot to me.

Now with that said, I have been having trouble with blogger for a while now and they have NOT responded to any of my inquiries. So I've made the decision to move my blog.

I've set up a new forum where I can actually communicate with people! I hope you check it out.

As soon as I get my stories all moved over there, I will be deleting this blog. I will be keeping "Kaijafon's Tidbits" because I love to read many blogs. I also hope to entice other authors to post their stories there. :)

Chris over at Freedom of the Hills actually gave me the idea for a forum. Just took me awhile to really "go for it".

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

It began with a bang of a gavel. The second revolutionary war
that is.

And it was televised across the whole world. repeatedly. At
the time, only a few knew that. But it didn't take long for the feed to go
viral. By the time the verdict was read, 412,000,000 Americans were glued to
their iPhones, apple watches, and various other electronic devices.

There was no closing of this Pandora's box.

The judge was stoic, confident the jury would find this man
guilty. After all, America had been historically changed for the better these
past ten years. No more unfairness or some having nice things while others had to suffer with less. This man had illegally kept two weeks of food in his
house! How selfish! That food should have been distributed to those without
food. Soon it would be since once he is found guilty, it would be removed from
the storage facility and sent to the food bank. Minus of course any luxury
foods.

The new president, who preferred to be called 'your
eminence', had wrote several executive orders on her first day in office. The
hoarding law was the third one signed.

The judge was shaken out of his musings by his bailiff
"the jury is ready your honor."

The judge coughed to cover his lack of attention "madam
foreperson, has the jury reached a verdict?"

"Yes your honor, we have." She said with a warm
smile.

So confident of how they would rule, the judge didn't ask to
see the verdict first, as was the normal procedure.

The forewoman began to read.

"We the jury have been asked to represent We the People.

"Therefore it is with the upmost respect for each
citizen of the United States of America that we render this verdict.

"We the jury find the "fairness food for all"
law to be unconstitutional and therefore null and void. It has violated statue
one of the Constitution of the United States, which states all laws must be understandable to the people and directly to the point.

"We further find the agency "Homeland Security" to have illegally confiscated the goods and funds of
"Warren F. Waterson" and demand these goods and funds be returned
immediately in the same condition it was taken in."

The judge exploded and began banging his gavel on the bench
yelling for order as the courtroom exploded with shouts of dismay from the
liberal spectators. Then began a low chant of "we the people". The
louder it got, the harder the judge banged. Finally the judge demanded "arrest the whole jury!"

The bailiff tried to step forward to do just that, but the
forewoman used her second amendment and pulled her gun, aiming right between the bailiff's eyes. "Sit down and
relax. You have no right to suppress my rights. This will be read. All the
people will hear it." She looked the judge right in the eye and again gave
that same warm smile, "Smile you're on candid camera!" The judge did
not know it but the whole trial had been recorded and the verdict was streaming
live. The forewoman continued.

"A fine of no less than 1000 percent shall be paid in
value for anything not returned as specified. In addition, we find Homeland
Security guilty of unlawful search and seizure and thus must pay the defendant
one million dollars per day from the date of the illegal raid. We the jury,
highly recommend the dissolving of this agency for their illegal activities.

"Finally, we the jury find that the prosecutor, in their
attempt to enforce this illegal law, to be guilty of breaking the Constitution of the United States.
Therefore we fine them $150,000 per day they spent on this illegal activity.
Payable to the defendant within 24 hours of the reading of this verdict.

"As representatives of the People of the United States of
America, this verdict may not now or ever be over turned."

The uproar was tremendous. The judge was banging his gavel so
hard it actually broke. He was screaming for the jury to be arrested on charges
of treason. But there was so much media there, that in the chaos they all were
helped to slip away.

These brave twelve men and women became infamous whether they
wanted to be or not. Ten were martyred and two led the country to true freedom.

It took exactly thirteen hours and seven minutes for the
names and faces of the jury to be plastered all over the Internet and tv. The
loudest were those seeking their deaths but there were those who agreed with
the verdict and were not afraid to say so or to take action.

O'Reilly called them patriots which spurred several more
juries to use jury nullification. That process which judges are suppose to
inform juries about but never do. Law after law was nullified as the next three
months rolled by. It got to be that no juror could be found that hadn't studied
up on the Constitution. Judges wanted to drop juries all together but defendants
demanded their rights. In fact, MOST of the People began to demand all their rights according to the Constitution.

This caused the president to suspend the constitution, tell congress to go home, and declare martial law. Yes, she firmly drew the line in the
sand. She was on the wrong side.

Battles broke out all over the country, usually started at the court
houses.

Men and women abandoned the military in droves and
joined the so called rebels, fighting for freedom.

Governmental personal began to go into hiding or resign as
they became targets due to their unconstitutional stand. Several of the liberal
out spoken ones were assassinated the first week.

It was almost like someone planned it all.

The Tree was heavily watered by both tyrants and patriots. It came out of its death throws and grew stronger day by day.

Sunday, March 1, 2015

We all have our own ideas about what will happen when the world dies but this takes a turn that shows just how apathetic yet power hungry people can really be.

Many of us already know that only some people actually value the lives of children. With over 65 MILLION abortions since Roe vs Wade; people have shown that life has little value.

This story is about children who are having to grow up fast. Well worth a read. IF it doesn't shake you to your core and really make you think, well it should. Some of the things you should be thinking of is how would you protect your kiddo if they had something the government wanted.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Well several
weeks have gone by since I went public.
Dr. Rambles has been working with some powerful affected to “get the
truth” out of our so called government officials. But I’ll let her tell all about that if she
chooses to do so.

I found out
that “Fab” was short for Fabio, seems his mom was really into those bodice
ripper romances that Fabio modeled for.
Yes, we’ve kept in touch with that Farm and I think Aunt Becca takes too
many trips out there to take seed to them.
Now that partnership began with
her taking them some seed as a thank you for helping me. She took them some agave plants that I
handled also. They now make the best tequila
in the world. All legal like too. ;)

As for me, I’m
back at Aunt Becca’s ranch but I also have been working with the “good guys” of
the Affected. Here and there. Sometimes I’m just able to gather some
information where others have failed. Dr.
Rambles does a whole lot more than I can.

I’ve had to
restart all my experiments and such. But
I’m pretty sure I’ve been able to find the limits of my abilities. While extreme stress does seem to enhance
them, regular stress doesn’t.

I really
didn’t like being in the spot light and thankfully, I was ‘forgotten’ when more
powerful Affected “came out of the closest”.
Hahahaha! I like the quiet
life.

Aunt Becca
is glad that the worse seems to be over and has managed to wrangle a 5000 year contract
with the government that NO government official or agency will ever take away
her Ranch. She did the same for the Farm which included
all the land around it that was federally owned.
It’s huge now and that family has its hands full. I don’t
know how she does that. She got all the
water and mineral rights too. She even managed to get some money for the
damage the Feds caused when they stormed the ranch. And then some extra. Sorry taxpayers.

Kassie is
still amazing. She has really blossomed
into a natural botanist and has begun to make hybrids out of some of the plants
I’ve been working with. So not only is she still helping/apprenticing
with me, she has begun her own experiments.
It’s awesome to watch.

The
Greenhouses are bursting with plants and we’ve planted new orchards and
gardens. One of the things we’ve begun
is testing the potency of some of the medical herbs. We are
looking for other farms to work with and are carefully going through all the
applicants. Only GOOD people will be
chosen.

I think if
we plan it just right…and only deal with the people… we will be able to wipe
out hunger in our country…and then we will tackle the world. My Aunt has already begun working with
schools in our area and sending “dinner” home with those kids who will take
it. We are making gardens at the schools
for the kids to help with; I’ve just been handing out seeds. The kids are even bringing seeds for me to
touch for their own gardens at home.

I’ve
narrowed down what actually happens when I touch the seed. The vibrations in me “jiggle” the DNA in the seeds
to work more efficiently. So instead of
a lot of seed that never germinates, all the seeds do and they use their stored
food more efficient until they emerge from the soil. Then they are able to use sunlight 100%. It’s just amazing watching what happens. Even under the microscope.

These
vibrations are also what seem to allow me to understand and talk to
animals. It’s like my whole body just
vibrates differently. I wondered what
was happening with my brain and so went in for a cat scan, MRI, and another
brain scan that I never heard of. My
brain is like all lit up. One of the
staff brought in their “mascot” Sparky.
He is a beautiful Golden Retriever to ‘talk to me’ during that last scan
and I guess my brain just really went nuts… but in a good way. The same with me flying, these vibrations
manipulate the air.

So as you
can guess, I’m spending a lot of time learning to control these vibrations and
my abilities.

Oh, and Betty
is acting like an old married horse with Stanford, but anyone can see how happy
they are. And she is going to give birth
sometime early next year.

There must
have been twenty of them, all armed and all their arms pointed at the five of
us.

Dr. Rambles
told them that we were not there to hurt anyone but that we were just trying to
get home.

They frisked
us and saw we did not have any guns or weapons so they finally lowered theirs
and asked where we came from.

When
Dr. Rambles explained that we were
running away from that building and pointed over towards where we came from,
they started to raise their guns again but she worked her ability and while
convincing them we had been prisoners there, found out that this group had been
fed up with the comings and goings of that place ever since “The Event”. They had figured out pretty quick it was not
a legit place.

I figured
they would be putting two and two together pretty quick and decided to take
control.

“Yes it was
just horrible being locked up in there! Please we need to get out of here before
those horrible people find us. Can you
please help us?”

The man who
seemed to be in charge, stepped forward and said “My name is Fab…don’t ask…
well if you’re some of those freaks, why don’t you save yourself?”

“We don’t
have super powers or abilities. Please
we just need to get away, as far away as possible. Will you help us?”

Then the man
named “Fab” (and yes I was dying to know the story behind that name, I mean was
his mom stupid enough to name him after laundry soap? Or did she think he was
just ‘Fabulous’ at birth) hollered out “Junior!” (oh please, does this mean
there is a Jr. Fab running around??) “Get the van started and take these people
to town.”

“Thank you so much Mr. Fab! We really
appreciate it!”

“I’m not
doing it for you, I don’t want those gooberment goons coming over here.”

Dr. Rambles
just could not help herself “Why not?”

Ole Fab
didn’t stand a chance but blurted out all about the still he had in one of the
old barns, even going so far as to brag about how unique and efficient it
was.

Needless to
say, the rest of the group hustled us into the van and Jr took off fast. We didn’t even have seat belts on and kind of
got tossed around a bit.

Jr slowed
down when we heard the helicopter, trying hard not to draw attention to
us. We didn’t realize that a few others
from the farm also jumped into vehicles and drove in different directions all
crazy like so the helicopter actually took off after one of them.

Jr was more
talkative on the ride to town, not sure if it was because Dr. Rambles was
sitting up front with him or not. But he
filled us in on the happenings. Seems we
had been locked up for almost a month. I
had thought that only one or two at the most, days had gone by.

No wonder I
was starving. I looked at my arms and
only then noticed the needle marks. All
five of us had them.

Anyways,
back to the happenings. I guess some of
the Affected have had it with the government and someone (or more) has been ‘disappearing’
members of congress who have now been found to be BAD BAD people. The Affected were demanding to be treated
with all the same rights that God gave everyone else.

I had to wonder how many other buildings were being used to ‘house’
affected. There were five of us in this
one… ten more would be fifty. It was
unacceptable.

Just ONE
held against their will was unacceptable.
I was worried about Aunt Becca and Kassie.

“Town”
turned out to be just what we needed.
The other three affected were able to call family and have them come and
get them. Again, that is their story to
tell. As for me and Dr. Rambles, well I
called Aunt Becca and told her I was ok and she told me to NOT come home
because she had just had a horrible visit by the FBI and Selman. They even threatened to take her ranch if she
did not tell them where I was.

Good
grief! Why are they so interested in
ME? I’m not anyone nor do I have super
powers.

Dr. Rambles
was able to get a hold of her husband who had been in the hospital with a heart
attack. She was horrified and decided
she was going to fly home as fast as she could.
She didn’t think she would have a job anymore either.

We both
decided we would be safer if we went public.
And two weeks later, that is what we did.

I sent some
of the mice to look for the keys to the other rooms. By this time, I was sure no one would see me
in the plants, I was well hidden. The
foliage was much thicker now. But I
didn’t want there to be too much of a difference so I tried to pull in all the
plants growing and just concentrate on the ivies. I could feel the plants begin to respond and
they began to slow down.

I thought
that by now I would be exhausted and weak but I actually felt pretty good. I was still hoppin’ mad because I realized
that Selman was probably behind all this.

I had other
mice search the whole place so that I could figure out the ‘lay of the land’ as
it were. It wasn’t as big as I thought
it might be but it wasn’t small either.
I sent a few to find a way outside and they were happy to “show”
me. There was a small crack in one of
the unused storage closets way in the back that actually had stuff in it with
layers of dust.

Outside
looked to be a forest. Well I was
looking through the eyes of a mouse now.
Grass tends to look that way to them. She scurried along the outside
wall until she got to the parking lot.
Now I could see for a longer ways and I could not believe where I was.

In the
middle of NOWHERE!!! How long was I
out? It was just fields forever! Oh there were trees here and there but mostly
just over grown fields. Now again, I was
looking through mouse eyes so I HOPE there was more. I had her go completely around the building,
it took her awhile but she did. I didn’t
see anything different or helpful. It was
the same view as outside the windows behind me.

Via the
mice, I found room #3 and Dr. Rambles.
So I concentrated the ivy growth towards her. The ivy grew out of the ducts in her room
which were right above her bed. One of
the mice went into her room by squeezing under the door. So I could “see” how the ivy was doing by
looking through the eyes of the mouse.

Did I
mention that this was freaking me out?? But oh so cool!

Soon I had
five keys in my hands, four to the rooms and one to the front door. The seven men were still running around the
place being chased by the bugs until finally they ended up running out the back
door. Even the four security guards ran
out. The door closed with a solid thunk
behind them.

In Dr.
Rambles room I could see she had woke up and was reaching for the ivy, as she
touched it, I got a jolt!

Freaky!

I could see
her nod her head and hear her whisper “Dani?”

I whispered
back in my head “yes and I’m coming to free you.”

I decided
that this place needed to go and so gave the plants some last words. They were to do enough damage to make it
uninhabitable for humans but not enough to damage themselves.

I gently
crawled out of the planter. I could see
that there was now only one car left in the lot and nothing but a dust cloud on
the road leading away.

I went and
released Dr. Rambles and the other three.

I’m not
going to tell the names of the three and yes they all did have abilities but
that is their stories to tell and really this story is about ME! ;)

It turns out
we were in a long forgotten building that was to be the first building of a new
community. It was a real estate office
best I could tell. But the community
never took off. And guess where? No guess?

Kansas.

Yep I was
about three hundred miles from home. But
the girl was from Canada. The guys? One
was from Florida and the other from Oregon.
The only thing they had in common was they were all three going to some
meeting that had been arranged for The Affected.

I wasn’t
sure what to think but we all agreed we needed to get out of there. We all ran back to the reception area where
the plants had already begun again to outgrow their planters and slipped
outside after I used the last key to unlock the door.

We checked
the car out to see if we could use it but there were no keys and none of us
knew how to hot wire a car. And it was
an automatic, so no pushing it to jump start it. There was only the one road and so we didn’t
know which way to go.

Thankfully a
Robin pointed us in the right direction to the nearest “huumens” which I took
as meaning a town. Robins can be pretty
abrupt and rude. It wasn’t a town but
rather a farm. I guess they moved out to the boonies for a
reason. I guess they didn’t like to have
people around. I guess that is why they
met us with guns.

Friday, August 1, 2014

Yes I am NOT
ashamed at all. I called every spider,
ant, fly, roach, and creepy crawler I could think of.

And they
came. Boy did they come.

The bad guys
(or whoever they were) began to beat on the door and make threats telling me I
better move the bed and such and let them in.

Did they
really think I was that stupid??

Well they
began to scream when the fire ants poured out of the small gap in the door and began
to bite them.

The one time
I thanked God for fire ants!

There were
only three guys, the “Mountain” and the two geeks. The mouthy geek and the quiet geek.

I think that
the Mountain squealed louder than the other two but I could definitely hear
three squealers out there. And they then
ran and left my door open. I did not
waste any time. I shoved the bed out of
the way and ran out the door. All the
bugs had followed the three men.

As I began
to run down the hall, I saw an open door and peeked in. It was the monitor room and I could see other
rooms on different monitors. Dr. Rambles
was on one of the screens. It looked
like she was asleep on her cot.

I remembered
she and I had been talking when I was hit by the dart. They must have got her too. I hope they just took her because she was
there and not because they knew about her ability.

There was a
number 3 written on a scrap of paper and taped to her monitor. There were five all together and the one with
just fuzz on it had a 1. I figured that
was mine. All the monitors were watching
someone. Besides Dr. Rambles, there were two other
females and one male.

Just then a
siren went off and I bolted out of the room and down the hall, the opposite way
of the men. I came to a door and the
handle was jiggling so I shot up above the door frame as close to the wall as I
could. Just in time too, it opened and
four men came rushing through. I stuck
my hand in the door way, stopping the door from closing all the way. As soon as they ran around the corner, I
pulled myself through the door and closed it.

Windows. Lots of lovely windows and a door at the far
end that led outside. Bu the windows
showed nothing but a lot of empty fields.
No other buildings. Some trees
here and there. Even the road looked
worn and faded. It was a single lane
dirt packed road that may have had asphalt on it long ago. The
door was glass but only showed a small parking lot that had six vehicles in
it.

I was in
some kind of reception area. Or at least
that is what it probably was back in the 40’s.
But that’s ok. Because there
were PLANTS in the room! Lots of
plants. Why there were plants, I don’t
know and didn’t care but I totally got to work.

The
reception room (as I began to call it) had those HUGE built in planters that
were the rage decades ago. So I crawled
into one and began to touch and talk to the plants.

Something
different happened that day. It wasn’t
like when I touched the hay and became exhausted. This was, well how do I explain something I
am not sure I understand?

This was a ‘give
and take’ with the plants this time. It
was like they could sense my desperation and so opened up to me more
fully. I felt literally connected to
them all and I did not have to touch every single plant.

We became
one. It was bizarre and so far, I’ve
never felt that same thing. Some of the
plants were very old, I’d say at least 30 or so years old. Remember we are talking about huge
planters. Like twenty feet long as they
followed the windows and six or seven feet wide –from the window to the outer
edge. And the plants had already filled
the planters. They were well
established.

I think the
difference may be because the planters had a water system that was like a drip
system so they had constant access to water.
I’m not sure how they set it up but I could sense that the more water
the plants used, the more water would be ‘pulled’ from the system. And “we” pulled a LOT of water from it.

There were
five kinds of ivy type plants growing and I “sent” them through the duct system.

I met a nice
mouse in the planter I was sitting in and he introduced me to his family, all
389 of them. They were more than happy
to help me.

And here is
where it got really freaky. I began to
be able to see through their eyes. I
felt like the Beast Master (you know that old movie with Mark Singer? No? well
google it then.)

About Me

on one of my blogs I will be simply talking about things that catch my eye. This will be a wide variety of topics.
on another blog, I will be posting stories that I've written and links to stories I've read and enjoyed.
And on my other blog, I'll be talking all about plants.
I hope you can find some things you also enjoy!